6 comments/ 88210 views/ 66 favorites Ally's Ordeal By: Lirielle Allison was a pretty girl, people said that she inherited it from her mother. She was a damn beauty with her long flowing brown hair that fell straight down her back, her porcelain skin that made her seem so fragile along with her slender body. But she was far from innocent when it came to other specific anatomies. Her bosom was big, considering her slender form. It did not appear too much, too out of proportions, especially since she knew how to dress herself up. She had the biggest blue eyes, that reminded most people of the sky, especially when she starred up at people, which was not rare, considering she was not that tall. Her lips may perhaps be the most tantalizing thing about her, aside from her chest maybe. They were lush and full, naturally red and like cherries, waited to be plucked. At the age of 16, Allison mother Renee remarried. Phillipe was six years younger than her mother, who was 35 at that time. Most people assumed that he was after her mother's money. It was not that far-fetched, considering that her mother owned a successful cosmetic company. But Allison could barely care for what reason he married her mother, as long as he made her happy. Two years have passed since then, nothing changed much. Phillipe and her mother were still married, happily, as it seems. He was not bad as a stepfather either, up until now he was polite and nice to her, left her alone when she wanted to be and also no creepy step-daddy stories like she had sometimes feared. Although at times he could get a little demanding from what she got with her mother. But Allison knew how to get out of trouble. All that changed when her mother went away for a business trip to Paris. She was trying to set foot in Europe and usually Allison supported her mother in whatever she did, however she still felt a little bit unsure. It would be the first time that she was alone with her stepfather in their big house and she was uncertain as what to expect. Not that she told her mother that. Frankly, she was also unsure of her mother's reaction. She adored her new husband, so much that sometimes Ally wondered whether he meant more to her than her own daughter. So, afraid of her mother's reaction, she kept silent and just grinned at the whole ordeal. "So it's just us now, huh?" He stood behind her, as Ally closed the door. "So it seems." "Come on, let's get into the living room and get comfortable." She did not like the sound of his voice nor did she like how he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her towards his lean body. "I can't. I made plans with Linda." Linda was her best friend, she was a nice girl. A little bit paranoid, but nice. She was afraid that her stepfather might make some move on her and planned for her to sleep over, but Ally thought it might be too suspicious. She did not want to upset him. "I will come back tonight." "Well, that's a shame." She could see the disappointment on his face. "But well, at least you get to come home tonight." Allison smiled and nodded. She went upstairs to her bedroom. "Oh and Allison?" "Yes?" "Don't be late." The way he said it make it sound as though there was something else. Ally shuddered. When Allison came home, it was already eight and dark outside. She wondered whether he would be upset. She opened the door and stepped inside. The hallway was dark, the only sound came from the living room. Curiously, she walked towards the only room that was filled with light. Indeed, it was there where she found Phillipe, along with many empty bottles of whatever alcohol had filled it before her stepfather went all over them. "What is going on here?" she asked uncertainly. Her stepfather was standing near the couch, a bottle in his hand, still full and looked at her with drunken stupor. "Ally, darling! There you are. I missed you so much." He began to weave his way towards her. Allison stood there, frozen, unsure how to react. She had never seen him like that before. Was it because he was missing her mother that much? It would be sweet it that had been the case. "Are you okay?" she asked, as he fell into her arms. He did not reply and she assumed that he passed out. With a sigh, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder and tried to transport him into his room. It was not easy, considering that he was very well-built and a man and she was a small slender girl, who could barely carry a beer case. But she succeeded, even if it took pretty long. She threw him onto the bed. What she did not notice was that he was awake by now, or at least not passed out anymore. So, when she threw him onto his bed, he took her along with him on it. In the end, Ally landed on him. "Phillipe!" she scolded him and tried to jerk her arm away from his grasp. "Bitch, where have you been?!" Her eyes widened at his tone. She had never heard him talk to her like that, so crass and rude. Fear crept inside of her. "What are you talking about? You are drunk." She tried to stand up, away from him, that's what her instinct told her to. "Don't you dare," he threatened her. "Don't you dare to go away, when I am talking to you. Listen the fuck up, bitch, when I talk-" "What is wrong with you?" Allison asked, when he did not back down. Her attempts on escape became more desperate by the minute. "I said-" He took her head and pressed it on him and before she knew what happened, his lips were on her's. He was kissing her. Her stepfather was kissing her. She was kissing him! She tried to push him away from her, again and again pounding at his chest. But he was too strong. All the while, he was trying to rip up her blouse. The moment she heard it rip, she was done. Ally slapped him all across her face. With a lost and panicked look in her eyes, she gazed at him. He was still drunk, so he could not react as fast as her. She tried to hold her ripped blouse together. Allison ran towards her own bedroom. When she did, she locked it up, glad that her room had a locket. She sighed. He would not be able to enter her chamber, which means that she was safe for the night. Like a robot, she went to her drawer and took out her nightie. She did not notice that it was her white babydoll that she especially brought for her boyfriend or rather boyfriend to be. She just lied in her bed, her mind drifting back to what happened. She was still traumatized by the events. She had not anticipated that. What was she supposed to do? What was she supposed to say? Was it all because of the alcohol? Did he regret it? What will happen tomorrow morning, when he was sober? Would they talk about it or would be pretend as though nothing had happened? Slowly, she was drifting into sleep. And so, she just thought she was dreaming, when she heard some weird noise from the door. It wasn't until the door opened and light filled her dark room that she knew it was not a dream. She sat up at the same time that the lights turned on. Like a deer caught in the light, her eyes were wide as she watched Phillipe enter her room. "That was not nice of you, Ally dear," he said with a smirk. Apparently, he was sober again or sober enough to know what he was doing. Her breath hitched. She saw the remnants of her action on his cheek. "I think I will have to punish you." He had not meant for it to happen, or at least not tonight, but the alcohol and the sight of her breast in her bra were too much. That and his anger over the slap that the bitch dared to take. "How did you get into my room?" Ally asked, crawling to the farthest corner of her bed, away from him. "I convinced your mother to give me the key to your room?" He began to approach her. "Why would she do that?" "Because I told her to. She worships the ground I walk on, she lavishes on every word I say, so you can imagine that it was not that hard to convince her to give me the key. Just to take care of you, in case that you act out of control," he said, having the audacity to wink on her. "What do you want?" "Well, since you can imagine now how much your mother believes in me, especially over you, imagine what would happen if I told her that her daughter tried to make a move on her husband." "You wouldn't-" "You know I would." His brown eyes shone seriously, as he looked at her. "Although I would hate to do that, after all, you love your mother just so much, don't you? And don't forget about the company you always wanted to inherit." He was blackmailing her! "What do you want?" He laughed at her question. "Darling, you already know what I want, so why asking?" "You are disgusting." Before she could even react, he had grabbed her by her wrist and yanked her away from her bed, her blanket forgotten. Now, there she stood, with nothing on but her see through babydoll dress. "Be careful about your tone," he whispered harshly against her ear, adding the pressure on her wrist in order to underline the meaning of his words. "Now be a good girl and take off that little dress of yours." He pushed her away, so that he landed on her bed, while she was standing right in front of him. Ally looked at him, noticing that he spread his legs and she was actually standing between him. She hated that she felt so vulnerable. But she also knew that she had no other choice but to obey him. Reluctantly, she took off her dress, revealing her white milky skin, open and naked for his eyes to roam. She looked to the ground, her pride preventing her from making eye contact. She could feel the coldness on her skin, her nipples started to react to the change of temperature. She did not need to look at him to know that he was smirking at her. "Don't just stand there. Come here and sit on daddy's lap." He patted on his knees and Ally shuddered in disgust at his words. She obeyed nonetheless. She took slow and small steps towards him, wanting to stretch it out as long as possible. Phillipe rolled his eyes, bored and impatiently, he grabbed her naked hips and pulled her towards him. "Straddle me," he whispered in her ear. She did as he told her, her legs were now hanging on each of his side, dangling in the air. She was sitting right on him, her whole weight pressed on him, with her pussy right on his hip. "You look amazing, so cute," he took a deep breath, taking in her sweet warm scent, before putting his chin on the nap of her neck, planting small kisses on her skin. His mouth wandered deeper and deeper, until Ally felt them right on her breast. Her breath hitched, being able to anticipate his next actions. His mouth was glued on her right breast, suckling and licking every spot. She was under the impression that he was trying to eat her breast, his teeth scraping her soft skin. The whole time, his other hand was kneading her left breast, just as rough and wild as his mouth and she winced more than once at his treatment. For a moment, she was relieved, when his hand left her alone, thinking the whole ordeal was going to be over soon. That relief soon disappeared when she realized where it was going. "Stop it," she whimpered in pain, whilst he was sucking on her nipple with his teeth. She felt his finger through her panties, how they pressed on her clit. The worst thing was that he made her bounce on his knee, so that each time her pussy made contact with his knee, it added more pressure on her core. Ally tried to resist moaning at the pressure, but apparently, her face betrayed her. Phillipe smirked against her breast. He decided to open it and bit down on her sensitive nipple. "Ah!" she screamed. He took his chance and slipped through her panties, inside her pussy. "Oh," she moaned again, when she noticed what he was doing. With his thumb, his made small circles around her clit, whilst his two fingers were making his way into her. "Please, stop this," she tried to beg him. She even tried to push against his shoulders. "Take my shirt off," he merely said. Hoping that would soothe him, Ally obeyed him. She took the hem of his white shirt and threw it off his shoulder. She looked at his chiseled chest, although she knew already that he was well-built. "How does it feel?" he asked her, crooking his fingers against her inside. She was still bouncing on his knee and his thumb was still pressing against her clitoris. Ally could feel her head beginning to feel dizzy. "You are wet," he remarked with a chuckle. They both knew that and they also knew that Ally was close to the edge. Especially now that he was pumping his fingers inside her vigorously. "Please stop," she whimpered with a breaking voice. "Does it feel good?" She shook her head again and again, thrashing her head from one side to the other. She looked so cute with her biting lip. "Liar," he chuckled. He pumped in and out, once, twice, thrice, all the while rubbing her little spot. And then he stopped. She looked at him with big wide eyes, a hazy fog blurred her blue eyes and her lips hung open. She had not even noticed that her hand had stopped pushing against him, instead they were clinging on him to find halt. If he did not know better, he would have said that she looked disappointed. Whatever, he thought. Phillipe took grab of her hips and threw her forcefully on the bed. She shrieked. He straddled her upper body, hanging over her with a wide lecherous grin. He licked his lips. "It's my turn now." He bent down and engaged her lips for himself with brutal force. Ally tried to scream against them, while shutting them together, even though he was pushing his lips against her lips with his tongue. She had to admit that in some way it turned her on. His tongue felt so slick against her soft lips, especially when they licked her lips so wildly. His hand went down and gripped the hems of her panties. With a strong grip, he ripped it away from her. She shrieked, not having seen that. The shock caused her to open her lips, giving him entrance to the inside of her mouth. She tried to clamp them down again, but all she got was his tongue. Then she tried to push it out again, but the only reaction she succeeded in was more tongue action, a loud moan from him and apparently a turn on, as he began to rub his erection to her core. "Nah," she tried to push him away, to do anything, but in the end, she could do nothing. He grabbed her hand and pulled it down to his shorts, where he made her palm rub him. She tried to shake her head, but he would take nothing of it. His grip was hard, just like his erection and the way he devoured her mouth and breast with his hand. "Ah," he moaned. He looked at her and grinned. "Take my trousers off." "No," she whispered, her voice hoarse. He pinched her nipple, when she tried to refuse him. Although it hurt, she still shook her head. His hand wandered down, this time entering her more forcefully than the last time. "Ah!" she screamed, her vagina still sore and aching from the last assault, "Do, what I tell you." His other hand was now gripping her breast, scratching and pinching her mound. "Please stop!" Instead of listening to her, he intensified her pain, by bending down and biting her little nipple again. "AH!" She thought that her nipple must be bleeding by now as an effect of the pain. "Okay! Just stop it!" She refused to look into his eyes, as she stood over her. She took his trousers and pulled them down, as fast as possible. When it was done, she pulled her hand away, but it seems that she was not fast enough. Phillipe took hold of her hand, preventing her from backing away. "Not so fast," he told her and put her back to her previous place. Just with the difference that it made direct contact with his skin. Now that his trousers were off, Ally had a good look at his penis. It was big, as big as she had anticipated. Maybe even a little bit bigger. She wondered whether it would grow even more. It was erect, standing and pointing right at her. "Come on, don't be shy. It won't bite," he snickered, as though there was something funny. She knew he wanted her to pleasure him, and she knew she had no other choice. The night was not over and it won't be until he was satisfied with her humiliation. She wrapped his dick with her hands, they both grabbed him, yet it was not enough to completely hide him. He was too big for her hands. She rubbed him, made small movements that she thought would please him, as gentle as possible. The girl was scared about what would happen if she did not. But no matter what she did, it was not enough. So, Phillipe decided to take actions in his own hands. He pushed her back to the bed, this time straddling her shoulder. His pelvis near her chin and his ass resting on her breast. With eyes wide open she starred up to him. His dick was resting on her lips, his head and its pre-cum smearing her lips. "Open up." For a moment, she thought about resisting him, but what would it get her? So, she opened her mouth. It was enough for him and he shot his dick right into her mouth. He grounded into her face, his balls rubbing on her chin, causing a sweet friction for him. "Aw," he groaned and continued grounding into her face. Ally tried to shut her eyes, not wanting to see his pubic hair or his balls, but even so, she could not prevent it from scratching her soft and sensitive skin nor the reek fill her nose. Worse was the taste of pre-cum on her tongue. She felt the skin pulsating in her mouth, every vein as it scraped the inside of her mouth. He continued to pound into her mouth, his hands gripping her head, making a wild mess with her hair. Ally gagged, as he went past her mouth into her throat. On panic, she pounded with her fist on his thigh. Annoyed, he pounded a few times more into her, causing her to gag again and again, just to shut her up. His hands were fisting her hair. "Calm down!" He took his dick back, just a little so she could breathe again, but not enough to disappear from her mouth. "Try to breathe through your nose." Phillipe looked down on her. How long had he waited for that sight, her lips smeared with pre-cum, slightly opened and panting for air, while she starred up at him with those damn blue eyes. She was just so beautiful. And those red lips... he wondered whether they could get even redder, if he were to work on them even more. "Wrap your lips around my cock!" he ordered her. He groaned, when he felt those lush and gentle things wrap themselves around his dick. "Suck gently, take long and deep ones." He grunted and groaned at her exercise. "Yeah, that's it. Don't forget about your tongue." He pushed her head back on his cock to put more emphasis on his words. "That's right. Damn, you are such a fine cocksucker." Ally felt tears swell up her eyes, partly because of his words, of the ordeal she found herself in and partly because she could barely breathe in panic. Ally continued to suck on his dick, her tongue tasting every inch, feeling every vein on his dick. Phillipe was letting her do it freely on her will and she had to admit, she was glad, because it meant that he would not force her to choke on his dick any longer. And so, she sucked him with everything she could. She planted small kisses all over his dick, kissed his head as though she would do to her boyfriend, long and lovingly, with all the love and attention she could muster. Her tongue circulated around his head, she even lapped on the pre-cum that leaked. Her face must have been smeared with sweat and cum all around her face, or at least near her mouth. "Don't forget my balls." Ally nodded and went down on him. At first, she just kissed each of them, napping lightly with her mouth. She was a bit unsure what to do exactly, she had never encountered this or done any act like that. So, she let her instinct guide her. Slowly, her tongue came out, licking her way around it. Ally's Ordeal "Take them in your mouth and suck on it." The act disgusted her, but she still did what he told her to and sucked it into her mouth. She massaged his ball with her mouth, the other had be satisfied with her hand. Her tongue swirled the ball in her mouth kissed and played with it like she had just done earlier with his tongue, her hand rolled and played with his sack, while the other was rubbing him up and down. Phillipe looked down on her. She was a sight to behold, when she went down on him. Her face masked with sweat and his cum around her mouth area, almost like she enjoyed what she was doing. But either way, he loved it. She was such a natural cocksucker. "Fuck!" he said, taking hold of her head and placed it his dick back into her mouth. This time, she no longer had the freedom to do it on her own accord. Instead, he went back to fucking her face, right in and out, with long and deep strokes. He barely cared how she felt, he was too fucking near! "I am cumming. Drink everything up!" She shrieked, as much as she could with his long thick cock stuffed in her mouth. He scoffed and laughed at her reluctance. "Don't pretend you don't like it. Wouldn't be the first time. Remember the protein shake that I always make for you? You drank them all down, didn't you?" Ally's eyes widened at the his words, realizing his innuendo and what it meant. In her shock, she did not even registered how his penis erupted inside her mouth. Shot for shot went into her mouth. She wondered whether it was normal that he came so much and as if reading her mind, Phillipe laughed at her. "I saved it all up for you, so be a good girl and drink it all up, okay?" The white sticky semen flowed inside her mouth and filled her hole along with his cock. Since he made no hint on removing it from her mouth, she had no other choice but to swallow it, since she feared she would drown. It was beyond disgusting. One gulp was not enough, so she had to swallow that sticky salty fluid and take it through her throat time and time again, until she thought that it was almost gone. Just until then did he remove his dick from her. He looked at his piece of work. It was as beautiful as having her on her knees. The usually neat and proper Allison was naked, in all her glory, with her brown hair all messed up, like she had been freshly fucked out of bed, her mouth even redder than usual and white fluids around the corner of her mouth. But the thing was made him the proudest was her chest that glistened with the semen and salvia was escaped from her mouth and trickled from her chin. "Such a good girl," he taunted. His cock began to swell again at the sight. He took it in his hand and slapped it against her chest, smearing the rest of his cum on her breasts. He would have loved to have a deepthroat from her, but he thought that it may be too soon. He would consider it for another time, when she was more willing, more experiences. At least, he would have something to anticipate for and nothing was sweeter than anticipation. Suddenly, a thought filled his mind. "Lay on your back and spread your legs," he ordered. Ally, too spent and tired, did not possess any thought on disobeying him. She lied down, as he told her and spread her legs without hesitation, like a bitch ready to be mounted. With a dirty grin he hovered over her, as he watched her take her place. Their eyes met and he rested for a while, just enjoying and bathing in the shame she was feeling. Then, she watched him went down and through her fogged mind, she realized seconds later his true intention. Her hands went to his head, but it was already too late. His head was already nestled between her legs, his shoulders placed underneath them. Due to his strong and still lithe body, he was able to hold her up a little by putting his hands on both of her ass cheek. She shrieked, as she felt herself being lifted up. "Hm... I can see your fluid even from here," he placed small and brief kisses on her inner thighs and after some kisses, his tongue started to dart out. Adrenaline filled her body, making it pulse in response, as Ally's horror-filled mind realized what he was about to do. He lapped on her warm skin, making loud lewd noises whilst sucking and licking her soft flesh. He slowly left behind a trail of salvia on her thighs, always more and more towards her mound. "Ah." Her breath hitched and she let out a loud small shout, whilst digging her nails into her sheets, the moment when she felt his tongue making contact with her pussy. It was slow and delicate and with utmost attention. He licked her everywhere and then, he began to take strokes, beginning from the end of her pussy to the top. In the middle, his tip would enter her a little, giving her the anticipation on what has yet to come, only to continue its way until it reached her clit, where he would vigorously suck on it. "Ngh," her hands were fisted in his hair, trying to push him away, until it was too late. Ally could feel pleasure taking over her body and she knew that she had to stop him from continuing, or else... "No!" she shouted. His tongue was entering her fast and mercilessly and the next thing she felt was his tongue all over her insides. She had never seen the size of it, but it felt like it was intruding every part of her inside. She could feel the wet appendage exploring every part of her, from one side to the other, pushing her, up and down, teasingly. "No, please stop -- Oh!" Phillipe had started to fuck her cunt with his tongue, letting it dart in and out, sometimes letting it rest for a while inside her and feeling her walls pulse and clench on his tongue. Damn, she was tight. With his lips he caught the juices that flowed out of her and there were many of it. He knew she would be turned on by that and the tears that flowed out of her eyes, the sign of her shame and his pride and pleasure, were worth the long while and effort. "Please stop," the more she pushed his head away, like a little girl, and the more she pleaded him to stop, the more he would torture her and the harder would he fuck her pussy until she came with her juices flooding out of her like a waterfall. Judging by the way her pussy contracted and her moans, which were getting louder and louder by the second or the strokes, whatever, she must be very near. He grinned against her pussy. That was when he doubled his efforts and began to slurp on her, lapping against her cunt like a wild dog, making the same splashing noises. Ally shook her head, afraid to use her voice and hating herself for making such squirting sounds from her pussy. "Phillipe, please s- ah, ah, aah, AH! Oh! No!" With a loud, embarrassing scream, she came on his tongue. He continued his actions, still lapping her pussy up, whilst she was recovering from her orgasm. Her mind was still in a disarray, her awareness still hazy and so, it was not surprising that she only registered his actions the moment he penetrated her and thus, breaking her barrier. She would have screamed, if she had the strength to do so, but that was it. She did not and so, the only thing that came out of her was a small, pathetic whimper, as his cock entered her with one slow stroke. She whimpered a few more times, each time she felt his cock rested inside her, letting her walls clamp him down. "I love how tight you are. Clench me more," he groaned, for the moment just enjoying the warmth and satisfaction he drew from her shame. Ally was now mixing her whimpers with silent sobs. Her body was rejecting him, at least according to her. Her pussy was trying to push him out, her inexperienced body was not ready for his girth and that was the reason why she was contracting around him. But for him, her walls were milking him, massaging and caressing his girth, whilst she was pretending to hate the way he moved in and out of her. "For a virgin, you are enjoying it far too much, you whore," he chuckled. Her body went stiff, stiffer than it already was and Phillipe took it as sign to continue his administration. He bent down, covering her whole body with his to get a better access at pounding her lithe young body. His cock banged her pussy with wild abandonment, entering and leaving her and Ally could feel the raw pain as it scratched her walls. "It hurts," she tried to whisper, but he was in too deep to notice. "Too big..." He fucked and fucked her harder, making Ally think each time that he was stuffing her to her hill. "Wrap your legs around me," he breathed against her shoulder. She did as he told her and pressed her legs to either side of his hip, unknowingly granting him a better chance at fucking her. But even so, she found that she could barely care for that. Her body felt the pleasure at being taken, it was beginning to contract more than before, her heart raced faster. The knot inside her build up. "Aaaaahh! Ah, Aaaaahhhh!" She felt his lip grinning against her skin, surely feeling and hearing her orgasm. He bathed in her shameful pleasure, very much like how his dick was now bathing in her sweet cunt juices that seemed to gush out of her like waterfall. However, he too, was near his own pleasure building up in the way that his balls were aching. "Oh," he moaned, smashing his thick member into her still contracting pussy, merely this time it was long and harsh strokes, every now and then grinding into her, causing more friction. "I am going to cum." "No, please, don't. Not inside of me," she whispered with a hoarse voice. "Take my cum like the whore you are," he demanded, putting his palm over her breast and kneading it forcefully. He pinched her nipple and tweaked it around. "Ah, noo, oh, uhhhhhh," she made crazy noises. "Did you just cum again. What a slut!" He pounded into her, laughing at her slutty ways. "No," she shook her head, tears were trailing down her cheek. "I am cuuummiiiinnng." He felt himself losing control, his balls contracted and pulsated. Her last climax did it do him. He exploded inside of her. He threw his head back, whilst his dick spew shots of his cum into her again and again, causing Ally's pussy to fill up with semen. She shrieked, like a wound animal, when she felt her inner walls coming in contact with the warmth and disgust filed her, knowing exactly what it was that found its way through her sacred place. His dick remained inside her, still spurting out shots of jizz and Ally wondered how many there was going to come. She didn't want to get pregnant. Finally, it seemed to be over. Not that it made anything different. She was still feeling the disgust rise inside her, it was proportional to the sea of spunk that drowned her. He pumped out of her a few times, just to hear the melodious sound of squishes, caused by the mess inside her and knowingly letting her hear as well just how much he filled her with. After hearing the sob that he intended for, he took his flaccid dick out of her. However, as he did, he took it in his hand, slapping her cunt a few times with his still nevertheless big tool. Ally turned to the side, letting her sobs take control of her. Whilst doing that, she felt the cum dribble out of her. She began to cry even harder, as she felt it move around her inside. It made her sick. The room was filled with her pathetic voice and useless sobs. "I don't want to get pregnant," she tried to whisper out of her sobs. Phillipe crawled to her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I have a morning after pill," he told her, momentarily causing her sobs to stop. "What?" "We both don't want you to get pregnant, so I would be gladly to give it to you," he whispered into her ear. Ally was suspicious, there has to be more of it and like she expected, he continued. "However, one hand washes the other. A favor for a favor, what do you think?" "And what is that favor?" Ally asked. Her back was still facing him. Phillipe's hand travelled down, until it reached her cunt. It was swollen and sensitive, so she winced when she felt his hand touch her down there, as gentle as it was. She was still waiting for his answer, but he was too preoccupied with playing with her clit and every now and then entering her and playing with the creampie inside of her. He scrapped a bit of the cum out of her, his fingers were coated with it. Ally watched how he held it up and stopping directly in front of her mouth. Yes, she knew what he wanted her to do. She opened her mouth and sucked on his fingers, until they were clean. He smiled satisfied. "Well, first, you can start with sucking my cock clean. Because of you, it got dirty," he pointed at his stiff penis. It was not hard anymore, no longer standing, but hanging between his legs, however, his size still remained alerting. "What are you waiting for?" There were white remnants around his cock, on its head, at the end of his cock, on his balls as well, just everywhere. Ally crawled to his feet and turned around. He observed her with an expectant look. Ally opened her mouth and started to take him inside. She had her eyes closed and just felt what she was doing. She did not want to look at him anymore. Her lips wrapped themselves around the head at first, her tongue felt the sticky cum that was left. She tried to lick it up at first, but it wasn't enough. So, she had no other choice but suck the rest of his cum. She heard him groan, whilst she did that. After a few hard sucks, she knew she had to go on and fast, because she felt it pulsate and come to life again and she had no thought on giving him yet another blow-job. Her lips tasted its way over the dick and whenever she came across something wet, she knew she had to lick it off or at least clean him up. She went all over him, licking, sucking and lapping him clean, until she knew that the only wet thing she felt was her salvia. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You forgot something," he pointed down, barely paying her any attention but instead focusing on the cell phone in his hand. It was Ally's, the one she always put on her nightstand. But there was something else she had to focus on and that were his legs and his balls, they too were smeared with the rest of her creampie. She started to lick from his legs, every now and then she had to close her mouth and wet her tongue, since his hairy legs were hurting tongue. She licked her way up, until she reached his balls. She sucked on them, knowing that it would please him. Indeed, he finally placed the phone away and faced her again. He was grinning down at her, acknowledging her efforts. She continued to suck and lick his balls until they were more than clean. Relieved, she thought she was finally done, until Phillipe foiled her plans. "Damn it, Ally, there is still something. Let me help you," he offered so graciously, his hand grabbing hold of her on the back of her head and pushed her into his pelvis. However, it was not his dick that grinded into her face, but his pubic hairs that scratched her mouth area. Oh God. She tried to shake her head, anything to get away, but his grip was too strong. He began to grind into her, rubbing his disgusting raw pubic hair into her soft skin. "Come on, just a few licks," he mocked her with a laugh. Tears welled in her eyes, she knew that he would not let go of her until he humiliated her in every way possible. She pressed her legs together, feeling the cum inside of her move, whilst collecting all her courage and let her tongue dart out. Phillipe laughed loudly, as he felt her movement, humping her facial part. Ally's tongue felt his hair with the tip of her tongue, cautiously, her tongue flickered over it a few times. Nothing changed. She wondered, what did he want. She took a few more licks and frustrated, she realized that the beast was still not satisfied. Adding to her humiliation, she looked up to him. He was still wearing that lecherous grin, while he starred down at her. Ally licked his hair again. "Suck it." She had already degraded herself into everything, letting her own moral standards fall and did things that would put a whore into shame and the only thing she just cared about was her sleep, a place which would hopefully grant her an escape, just a while, until her mother returned. She sucked the rest of cum that remained from her creampie. "What a good girl," he marveled and patted her head, as though she was a pet. "Listen and listen good, I just set the alarm and rest, until tomorrow, when the fun is really about to start." His lecherous grin made her shudder.